Vidum had just stood on the city wall, and his foothold was unstable. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a loud shout, and the hoplite captain Victor rushed straight like a whirlwind, raising two large axes and slashing at Vedum. Although Victor, who was more than two meters tall, was already a giant among humans, he was still a lot shorter than Vidum, and the axe slashed at the orc. Vidum stepped forward with a shield in one hand, and the heavy force made him change color a little, and he thought to himself, "This kind of power is rare even among us orc warriors. ”

Victor missed the blow and did not give up, and the twin axes slashed towards Vidum like a storm, only to hear a crackling sound on the big shield, and Vidum was suppressed.

As the number one warrior among the orcs, when did Vidum be beaten like this. However, he was deprived of a hand before, and he had the intention to throw down the big shield, pull out the giant axe on his back and fight with the big man in front of him. But the human hoplites would not give him a chance, and seven or eight spears were stabbing at him from all directions. Vidum had to hold his shield to protect himself, unable to move at all.

Fortunately, he was not alone, and his huge four-meter-tall body firmly protected the ladder behind him. In just a few moments, seven or eight orcs climbed up one after another. These orcs raised their sticks and shields, and did not charge blindly, obviously they were instructed to just hold a corner of the city wall and cover the follow-up large army.

Joseph's lieutenant city guard has been on the battlefield for a long time, how can he not see the thoughts of these orcs. "Heavy infantry, stand back!", he commanded loudly. The hoplites who had ordered the ban quickly retreated more than ten meters, and even the reckless man Victor retreated.

The actions of the human soldiers really puzzled the orcs on the city walls. But they were happy to do so, holding their shields and holding their positions to cover the orc warriors who followed them to ascend the walls. For a time, the city wall was full of orc warriors, looking at the human soldiers from a distance.

But they soon lost their joy, "Heavy infantry, throw guns, throw!", and Joseph's deputy city guard immediately issued a second order.

The hoplites pulled out the throwing guns on their backs and threw them forward, the distance of more than ten meters was fleeting, and the deadly wave composed of black throwing guns suddenly engulfed the orcs, after a round of throwing guns, the orcs present were not intact, all of them were pierced with throwing guns, and the blood that flew out almost dyed these orcs into bloody people.

"Raise your shield, raise your shield!", Vidum roared angrily, but it was a pity that although these orcs tried to curl up, their bodies more than three meters tall were still too obvious, and even if the shields were huge, they could only barely block some vital points. It's just that he is barely supported by his tenacious vitality and brave and belligerent spirit.

But the hoplites projected more than this one, and another tide of death struck, and the overwhelming throwing guns shone in the sunlight with jet-black light, like a black nightmare that never wakes up, mercilessly grabbing life.

Vidum's discarded arm was pierced again, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the thick arm directly, and the swarthy barrel hung on the arm, which looked strange. The abdomen was poked into a big hole, and if it hadn't been for Vidum tearing off the leather armor and making a simple bandage, I'm afraid that even the intestines would have flowed out.

He looked around with red eyes, and there were very few orcs still standing on the city walls, and they were all seriously wounded, and they were probably going to die. With a roar in his back, Vidum was about to charge towards the human soldiers. If you want to die, you will die on the way to the charge, today is the day to go and see the Heavenly Father and Mother by yourself, but it is a pity that I can't see the orcs occupy this fortress, Vidum thought to himself with regret.

At this time, an orc rushed up and stopped him, "You can't die here yet, Vidum, you have to live, the orcs still need you." The orc already had a few wrinkles on his face, and he was obviously older.

"Are you trying to get me away, do you want me to be a coward, Hassan!" Widum roared.

Hassan shook his head and slammed into the wall, knocking the unsuspecting Vidum straight off the wall. "For the orcs!", he shouted, turning and charging towards the ranks of human hoplites.

If death is the proof of glory, then glorify the orcs with his blood. But sometimes, the forbearance of life is more important than the glory of death, and it also requires more courage.

Vedum slammed to the ground with an unwilling roar. He fell so hard that it seemed like the ground was shaking. A mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, and several ribs were broken. Vidum pounded the ground like crazy, "Hassan!" he roared and struggled to get up, but he couldn't. In the end, it was Grouch who calmed him down and accepted his healing.

Grouchy sighed, finally realizing that he was naïve to use the ladder to take down the Snow Fortress in one fell swoop and thus reduce casualties.

"The goats in the snowy mountains always have to give up the old sheep when they meet the wolves, and the wolves will give up some of the young wolf cubs when they meet the cracked eagles. ”

"You can't live without sacrifice, and you can't win without sacrifice. Grouchy finally made up his mind.

He divided the orcs into nine teams, each ladder corresponds to three teams, and rotated one team every two hours to attack, without giving the humans any respite, even if they used corpses to pile down the fortress.

Grouchy looked up at the Snow Fortress, the tall walls overlooking the ground, the snowflakes that flew around the fortress, and the view from the bottom to the castle tower always made people feel like they were in the clouds. All kinds of sounds came down from the city walls, and they were distorted when they reached the ground, and one couldn't help but wonder what it was like to look out from the top of that castle tower.

It is this fortress that has stopped the orcs from pursuing their homes for hundreds of years, and shattered the dreams of the orcs to be well fed and clothed. Now it is an impenetrable moat for the orcs, and if the orcs have it, it will be the best barrier to protect their homeland.

"Take it at all costs, no matter what. Grouch thought to himself.

The orc attacks were ferocious and continuous, wave after wave, seemingly never-ending. Stimulated by the belief of "for the homeland, for the orcs", the orc warriors, who were not afraid of death, wanted to burn all their lives here, using their weapons, their shields, their hands, their feet, and their teeth as weapons, with only one goal: to kill the humans in front of them and seize the snow fortress.

John had never felt so tired in the middle of the fight, the spear he usually carried in his hand was now as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the tower shield that could be lifted effortlessly with one hand was now as formidable as the gates of a snow fortress. Since I entered the body and joined the hoplites, I have never felt so tired from being unable to lift my hands, unable to move on my feet, and exhausted.

He used all his strength to block the bone hammer of the orc in front of him with the tower shield, and slammed a lunge forward, and the spear in his hand pierced the orc's chest directly, if it weren't for the orc's quick movements, his body swung in an instant, this beautiful shot could have pierced the heart.

John tried hard to pull out the spear and give the orc another hard blow. Unexpectedly, this orc laughed fiercely, clenched his big hand, stuck the spear in his chest, and couldn't pull it out again.

The orc's big hand was clenched back, and John, who was holding back his spear, was suddenly pulled in front of the orc. The orc's head slammed down, and there was a dull clatter between the skull and the iron helmet. John was so dizzy that he stumbled and could no longer hold the tower shield in his hand, and was hit on the head by an orc who found the gap, and immediately fell into darkness, never to wake up again.

Under the continuous onslaught of the orcs, the hoplites, who had been fighting for several hours, finally became a little overwhelmed, and their positions began to loosen. Even if they were the elite of the army who had already penetrated into their bodies, they were already exhausted from wearing hundreds of catties of armor and holding dozens of catties of weapons to fight orcs far more than themselves for so long. If you don't replace it and repair it, I'm afraid that everyone will really die on the wall.

"Heavy infantry, retreat. "Joseph's deputy city guard finally issued an order to retreat.

The hoplites began to slowly retreat to the towers, and the ordinary soldiers who had previously been hiding in the bunkers jumped out to take the place of the hoplites in the battle against the orcs.

The situation has finally reached a critical moment, and it is difficult for these ordinary soldiers alone to resist the orcs who have been desperate for their lives, and the captains who have been preparing for a long time have begun to attack!